You stand here in
this somber place,
the rain pelting
your sorrowed face
I think about
how you do feign,
as your salty tears
mix with the rain
And as your lips do drip
with bitter sorrow,
I yearn for you
a better tomorrow
Is it rain, or is it pain?
You have a knack for writing very descriptive poetry. Whenever I read your works I am overcome with such vivid and emotional images. This poem is no different. I can see the raindrops gathering and running mixing with tears of sorrow. But like the last two lines..."I yearn for you a better tomorrow"...the sun will eventually emerge from behind the thunderheads and shine it's light once again on the world. Beautiful work.
A wonderfully written piece. Thanks for sharing!
We are all one vast ocean of tears...
Maybe sometimes we are...
Rain always seems to mirror sorrow and pain, but in a way it's quite peaceful. C: I loved it! Great job!
This kind of makes me feel better than I do right now, strangely enough.
hmm...grate minds think alike
Maybe a bit of both... Sometimes it's easiest to fake it until you can secretly let it all out. At least, that's what I take from this. Good work as usual.
Thank you!! This is actually an older one I edited!!
it is really nice
No matter how much it rains it can never hid ones tears. But as time goes on things will get better very emotional and very pleasing. Nice work.
Very emotional, I like it.
It is rain and pain, and that always works well together. I love the last four lines ♥